Don’t fucking remix Whitechapel. How dare you.
Britney - “This is the song I want to play when I take off into space or when I die.”
Lately I’ve learned that things that aren’t meant to be, won’t be, there will be nothing to make it work when it isn’t right. Another thing that I’ve learned is when there’s potential in something, there’s no need to rush it, every slow step is nothing but perfect and you want every second to slow down as much as possible so it can be enjoyed to it’s full extent. Both things I’ve known for a long time, but I’ve never actually stood back and thought about everything and that’s exactly what I’ve been doing lately. My life is changing, despite the fucked up curves I’m thrown, I feel like everything is getting better and it’s juss going to continue going that way. I won’t let anything get in my way if I have control over it. I’m tired of being the way I am, this depressed, self loathing, 24 year old woman. I don’t want to hate myself anymore, I don’t want to cut myself anymore, I don’t want to starve myself anymore, I don’t want to feel alone and sad anymore, I want all that bullshit to be my past and to stay that way. I feel like I can be happy and I don’t want to be anything else.
Drove to Apopka on Sunday with Britney to get Allie, then off to Tampa to see Whitechapel. THEY WERE FUCKING AMAZING!!! Chimara played also, I hadn’t listened to them since high school, they were fucking great and the guitar player was so hot. Whitechapel… fucking I can’t even describe how amazingly intense they were. We got right up front after I was able to move some bitches out of my way. Phil is far more attractive in person, FUCK! Before they started he was standing back stage, we made solid eye contact and I almost melted to the floor. Asking Alexandria was a big disappointment, they had a lot of energy, but Dannys vocals were shit. We walked out before it was over, started going towards to car and I stopped them because every time I met someone in a band it was by the tour buses and they were all parked on the side. We started walking back and I was looking for anyone, and sure enough there’s fucking Phil, sitting on the curb, smoking a cigarette and talking on the phone. Of course I couldn’t be rude and I had to wait til he got off the phone so we continued walking and saw all these people standing near him. He finally got off the phone and everyone attacked, my immediate thought was “fuck my life”. Well, I was trying to wait til everyone was done, then some fucking black dude came up and asked for a lighter and tried selling my best friends drugs, fucking distraction. I turned around, made solid eye contact with Phil AGAIN and as soon as I was about to open my mouth and talk, some fuckhead started talking and scared him on his bus. Most disappointing moment ever. Phil, I will see you again, we will meet, and I will have an amazing conversation with you and I can’t wait for that.
In a sense I enjoy the agony
Subconsciously I am aroused
By now I should be fucking dead
But these sacred grounds I still tread
Never underestimate immortality
The Walking Dead was officially ruined for me because I failed to catch up, not even like me, but life has been crazy lately. So fml, I saw something that juss ruined it. Ugh.